Albert Haynesworth Is Still Acting Like A Complete S**thead

Hey Albert, do you know how to shut the f**k up?  Is it even possible for you?

You either want to play football or you don’t.  You’re either hurt, or you’re not.  You’re either good enough, or you’re not.

These are not difficult concepts, but Haynesworth is having a very difficult time grasping them.

When he said that he liked the 3-4 a week or so ago, my first thought was, “Who gives a s**t?”  He’s not the coach.  You play whatever the coach tells you to, Albert.

His money has given him a sense of entitlement no one could have thought possible.  OK, I take that back, EVERYONE thought it was possible.  It was obvious that the Redskins were making a huge mistake when they signed him, and boy are they paying for it now.

Then he couldn’t pass the conditioning test that everybody and their mom seemed to be able to pass.  That saga dragged on for 10 freaking days! 

“I’m a ninth-year pro. I don’t think I should’ve been out there in the third quarter.”

Haynesworth must be thinking he’s still dealing with Jim Zorn.  Mike Shanahan doesn’t give two s**ts about Haynesworth or his salary. 

Big Al’s most recent beef with his coach is over him playing in the third quarter of the 2nd pre-season game last night against the Ravens. They haven’t even made it to the first game of the season yet, and he’s already running his mouth.

“It was all right,” he said. “Third quarter, though? I’m a ninth-year pro. I don’t think I should’ve been out there in the third quarter. But for having ‘headaches’ again, that’s what they wanted to do.”

I still wish he would have been banned from the NFL for life for stomping on Andre Durode’s face a few years ago.  How come everyone forgets that he did that?  What kind of piece of s**t rips off an opponent’s helmet and stomps on his face?  I’ll tell you what kind: this kind.  Albert Haynesworth is a disgrace to all humanity.

His nickname around here has been “Albert S**t-Stainsworth”, or just “S**t Stains” for short for a little while now.  Here’s to hoping Dan Snyder can find a way to cut his sorry, worthless, mouthy, fat, entitled/spoiled ass — landing him in the unemployment line where he can rot out the rest of his life with Barroid Bonds.